Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Portugal and from Delhi.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1963 to 1979.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Glasgow and Bologna.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979 at the first Second Layer practice in a loft in South London.
I was working on the spring reverb sounds with much patience.
I was there when Captain Beefheart started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Scion to the disco kids.
I played it at the Troubador.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by the Swans. All the underground hits.
All Index tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal crunk hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a marimba and a rhodes and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Urselle record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your sitar and bought a harpsichord.
I hear that you and your band have sold your harpsichord and bought a sitar.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Sound Behaviour,
The Smiths,
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Liliput,
MDC,
Aswad,
the Slits,
Quantec,
Kauko Röyhkä ja Narttu,
Sun Ra Arkestra,
Bobby Womack,
Eric Copeland,
Icehouse,
Sight & Sound,
Can,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Sister Nancy,
Lou Christie,
Deakin,
New Order,
Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark,
Kerri Chandler,
Johnny Clarke,
EPMD,
Charles Mingus,
Circle Jerks,
Joensuu 1685,
The Real Kids,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Nas,
Alison Limerick,
Blancmange,
Nirvana,
Barry Ungar,
Dave Gahan,
FM Einheit,
Ultramagnetic MC's,
Crash Course in Science,
Wings,
Roxy Music,
Bauhaus,
Soulsonic Force,
Cheater Slicks,
Ten City,
Qualms,
Delon & Dalcan,
John Holt,
Unwound,
Soft Machine,
The Slackers,
Harpers Bizarre,
Simply Red,
Idris Muhammad,
Eli Mardock,
Rod Modell,
Rahsaan Roland Kirk,
Ralphi Rosario,
Freddie Wadling,
Jeru the Damaja,
Rosa Yemen,
The Monochrome Set,
The Young Rascals,
Neu!,
the Human League, the Human League, the Human League, the Human League.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.